Zhou Xiaozheng quickly accelerated, humming a song as he drove the car. At this moment, he was pondering over what to leave for his precious daughter to eat. He decided to keep all the things he liked. His daughter Jiao Jiao had a personality like his, and she probably had similar tastes. Neither of them liked sweet pastries because they’re too greasy; they didn’t like coarse grains because they scratch the throat; and they didn’t like greasy food because it made them nauseous. Hmm, Jiao Jiao takes after him, so that’s happily decided. Later, he would save the big yellow croaker for Jiao Jiao, and not give it to anyone; he would keep the prawns too, for slow enjoyment, and not give them to anyone; and give away all the small miscellaneous fish leftover, as his daughter would also dislike how bony they are. All the seafood he caught would be left for Jiao Jiao to eat, and some crabs too, hiding them in the cellar for Jiao Jiao to eat whenever she wants. And as for his old mother, he would pack up 20 pounds of rice, take some of the prawns from the broken box, and two yellow croakers to send over. As for the other people in the Old Zhou Family, even if they were envious, he wouldn’t give them any. When they reached the fork in the road, Liu Sanyuan honked the horn, and Zhou Xiaozheng slowed down, pulling over to wave at him, honking three times in response. He could still faintly hear Liu Sanyuan’s hearty laughter. Zhou Xiaozheng shook his head and chuckled. What a foodie! As Zhou Xiaozheng drove all the way, he noticed that pedestrians in the county town often turned their heads from afar to stare at his car. He was relieved not to encounter anyone he knew inside the car; otherwise, it would have been a big fuss. He carefully considered that the bamboo basket tied to the top of the car had most likely scattered its straw, which indeed was quite amusing. He sped straight to the yard. Seeing the main gate of the yard locked, he estimated that everyone was busy and had left. Zhou Xiaozheng was happy that no one was paying attention to him. He immediately opened the yard gate and quickly moved all the rice, flour, and vermicelli into the cellar. After some thought, he placed all six boxes in the corner of the cellar. Looking at the basement , it finally didn’t seem empty. He worried about mixing odors, so he hung the large dried fish and some seaweed in the storeroom. He piled everything from the car in the kitchen, deciding to sort and distribute them later. After finishing all the tasks, he breathed a sigh of relief and noticed the smell on himself, frowning disdainfully. After washing up, Zhou Xiaozheng lay on the kang, thinking what else he hadn’t done. In a daze, he fell asleep and dreamed of Zhou Jiao happily eating crabs and foolishly smiling at him. Zhang Guoqing looked at Lin Lishan and Cheng Hongli beside him. He sighed to himself, wondering how he got himself into this situation. When he returned from the office at noon, he hurried to the yard, worried that his father-in-law and mother-in-law had to settle for not going to the restaurant. But upon arrival, he found out that his father-in-law had driven out. As soon as he saw him, his mother laughed happily and pulled him along with Aunt Cheng—how could he refuse? Having had lunch, he accompanied them on a walk all afternoon, amazed at their stamina. Lin Lishan smiled and said, "You wouldn’t know how skillful my Jiao Jiao is. She just snips snips, and the needlework flies quickly up and down, and in no time she’s made a jacket. I, on the other hand, am clumsy, thankfully not like me. Today Chen Guai wasn’t as skilled as Jiao Jiao, but he seems quite clever and picks it up immediately when you tell him." Cheng Hongli nodded in agreement, "He does alright. Didn’t you see the styles Xiao Wu suggested him to draw? I think they’re nice. I’ll have the twins in the family wear them for the New Year." "Our Xiao Wu has good taste, right? Taking him along wasn’t a loss. Once this design is out, Old Chen’s business will definitely flourish," Lin Shanshan praised her son-in-law proudly. Cheng Hongli patted Zhang Guoqing, saying, "Haha, the young guy is indeed good. Keep up the good work next time." As she finished, she chuckled to herself, not forgetting how Xiao Wu secretly rubbed his leg. Humph... Let him be strong! See, they still don’t have the leg strength of ours. Lin Lishan looked at the car in front of the door and exclaimed in delight, "Look, isn’t that Brother Zheng who’s back? Where did he go to have the car in such a state?" Zhang Guoqing sniffed at the faint seafood smell in the air, looked thoughtfully at the tire tracks on the road ahead, and said, "Mom, I guess Dad went far and bought quite a lot of stuff. There must be seafood inside, I can smell it. There’s no sea nearby either, could he have gone to the provincial city?" Lin Lishan got excited at his words and said, "Come on, let’s go in and take a look. We’ll know once we ask, and see whether it’s fresh or not." Saying this, she immediately pushed open the gate, and indeed it wasn’t locked, with people inside. As they got further inside, the seafood smell became stronger. Following the scent, Zhang Guoqing arrived at the kitchen and saw heaps of bamboo baskets and sacks inside. This couldn’t have been bought from a seafood company but found from a fishing village. "Oh my gosh, these are all seafood, aren’t they?" Cheng Hongli exclaimed as she followed Zhang Guoqing in, startled enough to stumble and quickly hold onto the door. At this point, she stared in disbelief at the three bamboo baskets of live crabs and the few unopened sacks smelling of fish, not to mention the chaotic heap of other stuff. Zhang Guoqing couldn’t help but laugh at her vivid expression and said, "Aunt Cheng, believe it or not, it’s all seafood. Oh, except for this bag of dried sweet potatoes." Cheng Hongli excitedly stepped forward, staring intently at the live crabs in the bamboo basket, suddenly turning to Zhang Guoqing, saying, "Xiao Wu, there must be a sea nearby. We have to go see it. Let’s quickly find Brother Zheng. I knew there was nothing Brother Zheng couldn’t do. Oh, I should have gone to see the sea with Brother Zheng instead of shopping." Zhang Guoqing looked at her back, secretly snarking, you’re just a fangirl of Brother Zheng. You say you’d have forgone shopping early, but given your high spirits, it’d be hard to pull you back even when it’s time. You could hear Cheng Hongli’s exclamations loudly from the kitchen. No wonder Zhao Yuanyuan acts so animated all day; apparently, it’s inherited. Zhang Guoqing noticed traces leading to the cellar on the floor and guessed that his father must have stashed all the good, easy-to-store seafood in there. Opening the cellar entrance, it was packed full. Fang Fei had said his mother-in-law was a spendthrift, but it seemed she didn’t understand the scale of his father-in-law’s actions, either. Look, his father could casually give a handful of diamonds, truly spoiling his wife and daughter. He had better strive to emulate this. Official source ıs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⟡𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵 Looking at the few sacks of rice and flour, and those straw-like vermicelli. Zhou Guoqing furrowed his brows in thought for a while, relying on memories of surrounding provinces and cities he had seen and heard, finally recalling it might have been to HX County in K Province. Suddenly, he smiled because the two counties weren’t far apart, making it convenient since he had a car—only a five-hour round trip. The area was all flatlands without mountains, so not short of grain. He guessed that on the way to buy grain, he also went to the fishing village. Looking inside, Zhang Guoqing came out at once and immediately cleared the traces around the cellar entrance, guessing that his father didn’t want to publicize the contents inside.